Las Oportunidades [English translation]

Sometimes while waiting for the opportunities

They are not seen, and everything is thrown away carelessly

And you proudly never told me,

You might have been mine that summer

Looking at the swallows in the sky

Swallows within hand reach are not seen

That’s when stupidity wins for its eagerness

Over luck, which never comes if we're waiting for it

How? When? And Why?

Are a lot of questions to ask from the destiny

Sometimes we are right on the money, and way off in others

Since we are to walk before attempt to run

Guilt isn't a much generous invention

And time, colossal lowlife invention

It might be that’s enough with what's been picked

Because otherwise, fortune will keep on going

And you proudly never told me

That you might have been mine a summer

And you proudly never told me

That you might have been mine a summer